While Don was on his walk this morning, I noticed a groundhog resting on the ramp to the shed. Assuming it was the new occupant, I grabbed my telephoto lens and took some photos from inside the kitchen door. When Don came back, I showed them to him.
It’s Henry.
Oh my heavens, our boy is still with us! There definitely is a younger groundhog hanging around as well. But this guy sat on the ramp for at least 20 minutes. And then he walked down the ramp to the grass to grab a bite to eat. And then he got scared by something and disappeared under the shed. Classic Henry.
I can’t tell you how happy this makes us – especially in the midst of all the corrupt, despicable and vile things going on at the moment. That our guy is still here is a big old shot of joy.
Bless his heart. Our resident gentleman is surveying his estate.
What a nice present this was – and it’s all in the timing, because I’m normally sitting in my chair at the time I saw him, but for some reason I was in the kitchen.
I had a social distancing dream this morning wherein NO ONE was social distancing and they were all getting way too close to me.
Also, Don did a big more digging yesterday and we added some more rocks.
Just a couple to add to the other side of the path and we’re done.
I dug out this large heart-shaped rock the other day.
Isn’t it lovely?
My allergies are out of control, so I’ll lay somewhat low today, except for watering all the seedlings and plants. It’s going to be another hot and humid day.
I’ve started another puzzle, but the edges are all either dark brown or black and it’s really hard to figure out what goes where! I’ll get there.
I finished the Simenon I was reading and then I actually grabbed a book from my TBR pile – Moriarty by Anthony Horowitz – and I’ve started that.
But back to what is really important: Henry is still with us!
Stay safe.
Happy Saturday.